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Chapter 221 Isn't Teacher Yan planning to reward me with another kiss?

The first record contains only a single, very simple line of text.

"A family of three: Yan Zhuoyu, Bujin, and Jiang Yu (Pei Weijin)."

The photo shows a little girl with a buzz cut, her face tense, making a cool gun gesture with her chin.

The little white dog, with its tongue lolling out, grinned like a little angel; it was fluffy and very cute.

In contrast, Pei Weijin, who was taking photos with his phone, seemed to be having some difficulty. Only half of his face was visible in the photos, but one could still vaguely see the innocence and pure joy of a child in his gray eyes.

Yan Zhuoyu continued scrolling through the screen, browsing the subsequent photos.

Apart from the photo she asked to take, all the others were snapshots taken by Pei Weijin when the little white dog was playing with her.

There's a scene of a little girl throwing a baseball, and a little white dog running to fetch it.

There was also a scene where a little girl was lying on the ground, and a kind white dog with a cleanliness obsession licked her hair, which made her hair wet. She got angry and ran to the river to wash her hair.

……

"No wonder I was always on my phone back then."

Yan Zhuoyu muttered something under her breath. She had initially thought that Pei Weijin was just curious about the new gadget, which was why he was so fond of it.

Looking back now, it seems that he already knew he was about to return to the Pei family and wanted to preserve as many precious memories as possible.

The cruise ship moved smoothly. This private island is far from Beijing, where it is summer all year round. The waves lapped against the shore, and the boundless sea was refreshing, healing, and relaxing.

Before anyone knew it, Pei Weijin had already sat down in another chair. He was cutting fruit with a fruit knife, his demeanor calm and composed, a slight smile playing on his lips, and a faint hint of amusement in his eyes.

Everything is beautiful, everything is full of sunshine.

A woman with dark hair and rosy lips was flipping through her notes one by one on a recliner.

"She is allergic to red beans."

"She loves to eat ice cream. Although she doesn't have any symptoms on the day of the incident, she always has a stomachache the next day."

"She also loves to sneak food, and she responds better to gentle persuasion than force. If you tell her not to eat, she'll eat even more enthusiastically; but if you encourage her to eat, she'll stop eating altogether."

"I called Yan Zhuoyu, but couldn't get through. Was she being bullied?"

"I finally got a call, but before I could even see who it was, Pei Ruolin smashed my phone. I broke his head. My mom got a repairman to fix it, but many of the photos still couldn't be restored."

"I dreamt of Yan Zhuoyu again. My grandmother said that someone in the village saw her being taken away by her family."

……

"My grandmother is sick, and I saw Yan Zhuoyu. She's lost weight, just like my grandmother, and isn't as happy as before, but she's still so smart and adorable. She even dozed off while speaking on stage. [Photo.JPG]"

There are so many things waiting for me to do. I need to grow up quickly, or it will be too late.

"Her classmates said the cafeteria food was terrible, so I found a way to get my third uncle to invest in the school. I hope she'll be a bit plumper when I see her next time."

……

Pei Ruolin has passed away. The weather is really nice today.

"All the photos have been restored."

"I saw her again, Yan Zhuoyu. Happy 18th birthday."

……

Yan Zhuoyu read it word by word, as if she could glimpse Pei Weijin's life trajectory over the years through these words.

Over a decade has passed, and the tone in the notes has gradually transformed from youthful naiveté to calm and composed maturity. It seems that with the passage of time, the urge to share has gradually subsided, leaving only the unwavering dedication to inheriting the family business, working tirelessly day after day.

She saw the repressed and hidden emotional fluctuations in Pei Weijin during his youth.

Pei Weijin allowed her to see it, but Yan Zhuoyu believed that this did not mean she could casually bring these things up.

She saw it, knew it, and understood and remembered it; that was enough.

Pei Weijin is so intelligent. As a business whiz who can see through people's hearts, how could he not know these details? If he presented them to Yan Zhuoyu, they would definitely be a plus.

But he didn't do that. He just kept a silent record like a diary. But later, perhaps one day, when he was overflowing with happiness, this record would come to an abrupt end.

When a person truly experiences happiness and peace, the illusory pleasures created by electronic products become as unattractive as fleeting clouds.

The two were intimately close, yet maintained a perfect balance of respect and understanding.

but!

Yan Zhuoyu paid special attention to Pei Weijin's love notes from the previous few months.

His notes were very detailed, and they corresponded perfectly to the period when she felt Pei Weijin had "come to his senses".

The teacher's name was also left at the end of the notes: Blazing Flame.

Yan Zhuoyu couldn't help but chuckle.

Excellent! On the day of the wedding banquet, Teacher Lie must sit at the head table!

Yan Zhuoyu casually returned the phone to Pei Weijin.

She picked up a piece of cut fruit with her slender fingers and fed it to him, saying, "Darling, you did a great job! No suspicious information found. Keep it up!"

Pei Weijin took a bite of the juicy pear from her hand.

He leaned back in the black chair, his frame large and his physique good; he looked like an unapproachable immortal just by sitting there. "Since you've performed well, Teacher Yan, aren't you going to reward me with another kiss?"

"Fine, what can I do? I like good students, don't I, Pei?"

Yan Zhuoyu chuckled softly, then sat in his lap and generously gave him two sweet kisses.

Buy one get one free, it's a great deal!

Just as she was feeling all rosy and thinking how well-behaved and handsome her man was, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar screen on Pei Weijin's phone.

"Wait, what are you doing!"

Pei Weijin quickly pressed the send button, innocently meeting her gaze, and letting her take away his tool of the crime.

"I posted a Weibo post."

Yan Zhuoyu took a deep breath, looking at the fresh and hot post on Weibo homepage showing affection, which was gaining popularity and receiving a surge in likes and comments.

I'm so jealous...

With so many fans, why can't it be hers? Waaah!

Pei Weijin's Weibo post was very simple, containing only two pictures.

One is a plate of cut fruit with two small forks on the side;

The other picture shows sunlight casting long shadows on the ground, making it impossible to tell who the two people are.

"Ugh, you've already posted it, what am I supposed to post next? I have to wait two more days before I can post anything."

Yan Zhuoyu has become smarter. When she goes out to play, she never logs into her Weibo account on her own phone. Instead, she lets Qiao Xinyun manage the account for her so that the IP address for logging into Weibo won't change.

She poked Pei Weijin's cheek, but couldn't bring herself to poke him hard.

Pei Weijin held her hand and poked his face a few more times: "It doesn't hurt, it's all-natural. If you're unhappy, just poke it a few more times."

Yan Zhuoyu snorted, wrapped her arms around his neck, and enjoyed the fruit he fed her.

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just pure jealousy! You haven't posted many Weibo posts, yet you have far more followers than me, and they're all active users."

After listening to her words, Pei Weijin showed a thoughtful expression.

As soon as President Pei started thinking, Yan Zhuoyu was about to burst out laughing.

“I’ll have Meng Yuting buy you some fans,” Pei Weijin concluded after thinking it over.

"Okay, honey, you're so sweet. How much are you planning to buy for me? How about two billion?"

"Okay, but isn't that a bit too little?"

Pei Weijin believes that Yan Zhuoyu deserves to have 5 billion fans.

"Go ahead and buy it! If you dare to buy it, I'll become famous all over the country the next day. No, I'll become famous internationally. How many people are there in the whole world?"

Yan Zhuoyu touched his head, wondering if his face was all-natural and his nerves were replaced later in life.